Tag: memory

How Terribly Strange to be Seventy

May 20, 2018 1 Comment

The Christmas of 1977, I was three years old. We were driving home from my brother’s Advent program when Slip Slidin’ Away came on the car radio. Without thought, the words, “Daddy!… Read more How Terribly Strange to be Seventy →

States of Permanence, States of Grace

January 27, 2015 4 Comments

The Denver skyline shot up during early 1980s, and, my dad helped build it. Dad, a welder, came to Colorado in 1979 for the construction boom. However, for much of his… Read more States of Permanence, States of Grace →